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Triiii)Mii'iiiPwiiff?IfcA BOLD WARRIORBy George Elmer Cobb."H'm!" commented Dan Veseyspeculatively, "that's your plan,is it?" - -"That's it, and what do you thinkof it?" challenged Bob Burton."eems to me, Rob, you're drawingthe strings too tight on Dora. She'sa good soul faithful, industrious andChuckling Serenely .Over "the EasyGame" He.Would Put Over.econbmical. You've pretty nigh speculated away the two thousand dollarsher father left her. Now you wantto get her last five hundred.""But you seef ' urged Rob eagerly,"I'm so sure I'll make a ten-strike thistime.""Yes, you thought that before andit missed fire. Why not this time?""Oh, I'm sure of the proposition.Why, Judge Graham has invested andhe says there Is no doubt that thestock will double par in a month."Dan Vesey said nothing more, buthe thought a good deal. fDora was hisown cousin. That two thousand "dollar legacy had spoiled her husband.He had already thrown away threefourths of the fund, in cats and dogs.He had given up a good job to becomea speculator. The day before thepresent one he had applied to Dorafor the balance of the money."A sure investment, Dora," he hadinsisted "L'm through with speculation' But for once he found the indulgentlittle lady set and resolute in her decision. Positively she refused to riskthe money."I think the world of you, Rob,"she said affectionately. "I would trustyou with my last cent, but this is sim,ply encouraging you in a kind of uncertain gambling life. I shall hold onto the last of the money."Rob grumbled and. was disagreeable generally. He was offended and 'angry. He became sulky, stayed awayfrom the house for a whole day, andthen devised a neat, specious plan toget that money that made himchuckle and grin.This scheme he had just outlined toDan Vesey. Not receiving anticipatedencouragement, he went down to thevillage billiard hall. It was a generalloafing place for the idle and he soonhad an audience, interested becauseRob treated all hands from a surreptitious liquor supply kept secretly bythe proprietor of the place."You see, this Mexican war scareis my cue," he told his audience. "IfI caji only get a suit of soldier'sclothes and make Dora believe I'veenlisted, I'll work the rest of thegame.""I've got an uncle, old G. A. R.man," vouchsafed one listener. "He'dloan it to you, onljr he lives fortymiles from here.""That won't do, then?' said Rib.Another had inherited -a- war uni-form from a grandfather, but it fittedt.s Afa-ttoJcr i iiHkf'mfMJWtli.4Ste&fc&&iM